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WARNING!: Ed's a douchebag
The Eighth Room
Chapter 2
Enter: You killed me
That voice… no. Not here, where those people were… why? How could-
"You're as talkative as ever… can't even look your big brother in the face?" The velvet voice was dispassionate and familiar. Slowly, achingly so, Al turned toward the source of the noise. Sure enough, there he stood, Golden hair loose and twirling around him. It was longer now, down to his lower back. Staring at him was a pair of dead golden eyes.
Al shivered. "Ed…" 'Ed' smirked, walking closer. "The one an only… Though I don't go by that name now…"
"And what do you…" Al couldn't finish his sentence, his mouth was dry. This… this was Ed. His brother was…
Ed's smirk grew wider. "Pride." With that, Al caught sight of another figure, effectively snapping him out of his stupor. "Envy!" Al watched as the green haired homunculus sauntered over to his brother, wrapping an arm around his waist. Pride smiled and stood on his toes to kiss his fellow sin.
"Hurry, love. We have things to do." Envy spoke into Pride's ear, though Al could hear. Pride nodded and looked at Al.
"Al... I want to talk to you..." He looked up at Envy. "Alone."
Al just nodded, while Envy pouted and walked off. Pride then turned back to his younger brother.
"...It's been a long time..." He grinned. Al could only stare. What the hell kind of reunion was this? You meet up with your dead brother during a murder investigation and he starts making out with your worst enemy...
Wait.
"...Why are you here?"
Pride's grin fell, and he looked... offended? "Well excuse me for visiting!" He spat, turning to pout. Al sighed.
"No... why are you here, at this house." At this, Pride turned back, smiling.
"I lost something inside that I need back." He blushed, looking away.
"...Why were you inside there to begin with?" Please no... This couldn't mean-
"I had been assigned here, and i dropped it in the midst of... things." Pride's eyes flashed, and he smiled. Al backed up, and Ed's face became dead serious.
"Are you afraid of me?"
One step back.
"No."
One step forward.
"C'mon, Al. Those people deserved to die... all of them."
Al stopped, staring at his brother with wide teary eyes. "You mean it was you... who killed that little girl?" Pride's eyes flashed once more, and he went forward so fast, Al couldn't react. In an instance, he was pinned to the side of the house, Ed inches from his face.
"I had to. Father told me to kill everyone who screamed... wait." He smirked. "That little girl never screamed. She even asked for help before I-
"STOP!" Al cried, jerking away and holding his wrist. Pride stared at him with dead eyes, and sighed, bringing his hand up to place on his waist.
"Al-
"Don't talk to me..." Al breathed, stumbling away. He turned and leaned against the wall. "You aren't my brother... Ed wouldn't... she was barely three years old..." Al lowered his head, and Pride heard him begin to cry. "She was barely three, and you... you did that."
Pride made to move forward, uncomfortable with the boy's crying. It was annoying, to say the least. "Alphonse."
Al looked up. Ed never called him that when they were just talking. "What do you want?" He asked the air in front of him. Pride stared at the back of his head.
"I killed her. It was unimaginably good, the feeling i got with her blood on my hands." He stepped forward, leaning down to breathe in Al's ear. "Her crying sounded so good. It was like the angels themselves were weeping. Oh, the beau-
"STOP IT!" Al covered his ears, and Pride smirked.
"My my, little brother. You act like it's my fault she's dead."
"It IS your fault!" He whipped around. Pride merely reached up and held his face, smiling when he flinched.
"She wouldn't be dead if you had saved me... I woudln't be dead... If only you had come when I screamed." Pride tried his best to cry, but settled for letting pain escape through his glazed eyes. Al shook his head.
"No... It's... That's not true. I-
"You didn't save me. I wouldn't have let you die. But you let me die, you killed-
"No! It's wasn't my fault! I tried to get to you!" Al pulled away again, almost falling down the steps. "I tried so hard to save you!"
"But you didn't" Pride said softly, carressing Al's cheek again. "You let me die. You killed me."
It was at these words, Envy's arms wrapped around Pride's waist, and the younger giggled. "Come on, Pride. We have things to do. We musn't keep Wrath waiting, you knwo how he gets." Pride nodded, snuggling into Envy's chest.
"Of course, love. I was just leaving." He glanced at Al, who's attention was focused soley on the deck beneath him.
The pair turned, and they left, leaving Al to his turmoil.
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"Envy..." Said sin looked over to Pride, who was looking at the floor. "Did you get it?"
Envy sighed, and nodded. Then, realizing Pride couldn't see this, held up the ring. "Yes, love, i got it." Pride looked up and giggled, hopping over. He took the ring from Envy and slipped it onto his left ring finger.
"Perfect." Pride giggled before looking up at Evny. "I hope you can forgive me for dropping it." He cooed, getting closer. Envy just shivered and backed up, crossing his arms and looking away.
"Yea, whatever. Just don't drop it again, because I don't feel like looking for it every time we kill someone." Pride nodded, pecking Envy on the cheek before running off. Envy just sighed and smiled.
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Roy stared at the sobbing figure on his couch. Al hadn't wanted to be alone, so he had gone to the closest person he knew, who happened to be the General. Now one was curled into a weeping ball, and the other stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
"Al..." Roy began, hoping the other would respond before he had to continue. He had no idea what to do.
"He was there... It was Ed."
Roy's eyes widened. "What? Al... are you sure you weren't just seeing things?"
Al looked up, looking frusterated and hurt. "We talked, Roy. But... He didn't act like Ed. He was the one who-
Al couldn't finish his sentance. His voice dissapeared along with his breath. His brother... his flesh, his blood...
"Al." Roy began again, this time sure of his words. "You're not saying... that Ed of all people... Murdered that little girl."
Al souldn't answer. He knew that face, the one Al wore now.
He looked so lonely.
So confused.
Okay loves ^-^
sorry about the ending, it's kindof jumbley. :\
I'll try to make things clearer, if that would help :D
Thanks, babes
-Harlequin